They did not applaud and they did not cheer
And homeboys just said "Get the fug outta here"
So as I cracked a smile and started to laugh
I could see the sucka duck muthafuga gettin mad
He had a frown on his face, he was hotter than fire
He wasn't competition but just a little biter
So, as he turned and walked away
With his head to the ground and nothing to say
Cause he was busted, disgusted, and couldn't be trusted
He tried to battle me and found self-DESTRUCTION

I've been rhymin and designin, and always tryin
Our beats are always strong, and never dyin
The lyrics I recite, I say with power
So step aside or get devoured
I won't say I'm sorry cause I don't want glory
Gonna stimulate this party, so don't you worry
Bustin all fresh rhymes, don't need to diss
Cause I'm known at parties as a catalyst

Seriously though, if you practice freestyling a lot, you can get good at it.

In high school, I would freestyle non stop for hours at a time while fishing, doing chores, before bed, etc. Got better and better, and now I can freestyle without missing a beat for a pretty good amount of time.